JasLy- True Love Never Ends

77.

It was after midnight, Jas was out with her cousins while Aly demanded to stay in. He was scrolling through his phone trying to keep away any negative thoughts that crossed his mind.

Ilham calls-

A: Bol

I: Aly? Kaisa chal raha hain sab? Sasural mein damad ki seva horahi hain kya?

A: Arreh chal.. (avoids this topic not be hurt any further)

I: Kyu seva nahi hui kya?

A: Hui hain.. tu bhi aaja teri bhi hojaye

I: Aajati hoon..

A: baacche kya kar rahe hain?

I: So gay sab

A: Tu kyu jag rahi hain??

I: Danish se baat kar rahi thhi call pe.. tujhe online dekha toh socha tujhse puchh lu sasural kaisa jaa raha hain

A: Kya sasural? Jah!

I: Hain? Sasural hi toh hain

A: Danish bhai kaha hain?

I: kaam se delhi gaye hain

A: hm.. (he was gloomy)

I: aur teri biwi nazar nahi aarahi

A: hain?? (realises) Oh Jasmin gayi hain kahi ghumne... ab taak aakar apne room mein so bhi gai hogi

I: Tu kyu nahi soya?

A: (sad) pata nahi.. dil mein bechaini si horahi hain..

I: bechaini nahi.. isse saas sasur ka darr kehte hain.

A: Kaisa darr? Bakwas na kar

I: Bakwas nahi sach hain.. tu nervous hain..

A: Kyu? Yaar chod.. main yaha konsa unke beti ka haat mangne aaya hoon, ghumne aaya hoon sirf 

I: Aisa kya? Mujhe laga tum log shaadi ki baat kar ke aoge iss bar(his heart skipped a beat)

A: Ilham main rakhta hoon.. so ke uthna bhi hain

As he kept the phone down, he could feel tears forming in his eyes. His heart was beating as fast as it could. It felt like he was beginning to do a sin. His heart ached in sync with his head. He couldn't think straight. Before he could tell, he was crying. He realised the mess he had put himself into, how he ended his life just like that.

Before he realised, he found himself getting off his bed and into Jasmin's room. He opened the door slowly, her lights were off and she was asleep. He entered the room and stared at her. He felt guiltier everytime he looked at her, how perfect of a girl he got but he cheated on her and was going to make her perfect life miserable. He couldn't believe himself. He wanted to kill himself for doing that to her. 

He lied beside her and snuggled inside the blanket with her. This woke her up. 

J: Aly...

A: Soja.. mann nahi lag raha tha.. tere paas aana thha.. sar bhi duk raha hain

J: Daba du main?

A: (in mind) gala daba de

J: Alyy

A: hmm... 

J: bol

A: Nahi yaar... tu soja. Tired hain waise bhi

J: Bakwas maat kar.. dawa du kya? (started massaging his head)

A: Nahi..

J: Yaha soja tu